Yan Bieli's figure completely disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, and after seeing it, Jiang Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then pulled Di Changkong on the side, boasting and asking for warmth with concern on her face, but Li Yaohua pursed her lips and looked at the direction of Yan Bieli's departure in a daze, with a complicated and inexplicable expression.

Chopping his hands together, he reminded him kindly: "Amitabha, donors, this place should not stay for a long time, although the donor just now temporarily retreated, there is a possibility of turning back at any time, although I and Mo Shizhu can defeat him, but it is also a thousand enemy injuries, eight hundred self-damage, it is better to leave this place first." ”

Li Yaohua came back to her senses, her little face was full of sorrow, and she sighed in a low voice: "I still have that guy's Nine Dead Heavenly Silkworm Demon Qi in my body, he can use the qi machine to lock my location, and it will be the same wherever I go." ”

Chopping Ye said with a smile: "The poor monk has his own way to deceive the benefactor's qi induction, and the female benefactor doesn't have to worry." ”

When Li Yaohua heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "Thank you to the bald monk!"

Chop Ye pulled his face in embarrassment, and stiffly squeezed out a smile, but at this time, he saw Jiang Qingyue and Di Changkong walking forward together, and bowed to Mo Qingge and Cho Ye.

Mo Qingge helped the two of them up and said with a smile: "What do you mean by this?"

Standing up and combing the scattered green silk, Jiang Qingyue said softly: "Thank you to Master Mo and the master for their help this time, and saved my family, Uncle Kong, but it's a pity that those brothers ...... In short, great kindness, Qingyue will be remembered forever, by the way, I haven't consulted this master yet, where is the Buddha's hometown?"

The monk waved his hand politely, and said with a dignified manner: "Saving people's lives is better than building qi machine floating slaughter, as for the law number...... The poor monk was called the abbot of the lonely temple. ”

"The abbot of the Lonely Zen Temple?" Jiang Qingyue's mouth opened slightly, her expression slightly surprised, but she didn't ask anything.

Mo Qingge's eyes flashed, and he made an appropriate point: "Miss Jiang, when Mo fought with Xiao Dongting, the owner of Lianyun Village, I learned that he was entrusted by someone to harm you, and there was someone else who really wanted your life...... She's a woman. ”

"Someone wants my life?"

When Jiang Qingyue heard this, she muttered in a low voice, her graceful eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, thoughtfully, Di Changkong next to her heard that someone was sincerely trying to harm her own young lady, and she couldn't help but be furious!

"My young lady has a gentle temperament, in the past seven years in the Valley of Immortal Immortality, she has always been kind to others, and she has not blushed with anyone, this time she was also ordered by the lord of the mansion to return to the house to prepare for the marriage of the prince of Lingwang, who is so ......"

"Uncle Changkong!" Jiang Qingyue sighed suddenly, her tone was soft, interrupting Di Changkong's rough words that she was about to blurt out, and then looked at Mo Qingge and the others with an apologetic face, and spoke slowly.

"Before, my father told Qingyue not to be publicized, so I didn't tell you clearly, and I won't hide it from you now, when Qingyue was just born, my grandfather pointed out a marriage for me and married me to the eldest son of King Ling, but now it seems that someone probably doesn't want me to go back alive. ”

Li Yaohua said angrily: "Sister Qingyue, do you know who is the person who wants to kill you?" When my aunt and grandmother are healed, they will turn around and end up with her!"

Jiang Qingyue's eyes drooped slightly, pursed her lips for a while, and said astringently: "I have some eyebrows in my heart, but I don't dare to be sure!"

Mo Qingge had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked faintly, "Miss Jiang still has sisters and aunts at home or something?"

Before Jiang Qingyue could speak, Di Changkong seemed to be touched, and suddenly lost his voice and said, "Could it be that it is Madame who wants Miss's life?"

Mo Qingge smiled secretly in his heart, this Di Changkong can really be called the best assistant of the century, if it weren't for him just now, Jiang Qingyue, a woman with a weak appearance but an introverted mind, would not honestly explain things and dishes.

Hey, this name is more important than his young master of Yuanshui Peak!

A helpless smile flashed in Jiang Qingyue's eyes, she glanced at Mo Qingge, and complained softly: "Does Master Mo have to break the casserole to be willing?

Touching his nose, Mo Qingge apologized without much sincerity: "I've always been curious, and I hope Miss will forgive me for being rude!"

"Qingyue doesn't blame Childe. Jiang Qingyue shook her head gently, and then said: "It's this time, it's affected you Gongzi Mo, Qingyue really felt a little sorry in her heart." ”

Mo Qingge raised his slender index finger like white jade, nodded at Li Yaohua on the side, and said with a smile: "It's not Miss Jiang who is affecting me, but this spicy girl, in order to save her life, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of her, Mo has to go over with a hard head!"

"Why do you know it in your own heart......" Li Yaohua straightened her face and snorted dissatisfiedly.

Mo Qingge smiled and disagreed.

At this moment, the branches and leaves of the old tree behind him trembled, and there was a slight sound, Jiang Qingyue looked back and saw that it was a bobcat passing over the trunk, so she couldn't help but let out a sigh and turned her head.

"Okay, okay, this is not the place to talk, the master just said that the person may turn back at any time, if there is anything, let's talk about it on the road. ”

......

Yan Beili slowly stopped, stood under the tree with his hands down, and looked up at the dim and gloomy night dome through the dense branches and leaves, and the thunder that tore through the darkness from time to time and illuminated the heavens and the earth.

"No! No!"

Recalling everything that happened just now, Yan Bieli frowned slightly, always feeling that something was not quite right.

Following the same step, the tall and thin young man who followed behind Yan Bieli also stopped, his green eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "It's really wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Yan Beili turned his head to the side, squinted at the tall and thin young man who had once aroused his interest in a different way, and asked in a deep voice.

"That monk!" the tall and thin young man narrowed his eyes, frowned and pondered for a moment, pointed to his nose, and said cautiously: "My intuition tells me that the monk's cultivation is unfathomable, and there is a terrifying murderous nature hidden in his body, which is very strong, but with a subtle feeling of emptiness and illusory. ”

After a slight pause, the tall and thin young man then changed to an affirmative tone and said: "It's like a pavilion in the sky, it looks magnificent, but in fact, it collapses at the touch of a button, if my intuition is not wrong, that monk's cultivation is surprisingly high, but now he is very weak...... In other words, it is strong on the outside and strong on the inside!"

After the tall and thin young man said this, Yan Bieli seemed to be enlightened, and suddenly became enlightened, and finally figured out what was wrong.

His secret technique of peeping at the heart, although mysterious and unfathomable, is a first-class spiritual secret technique in the demon path, but compared to his mental power in the six divine powers of Buddhism, it is still a step worse, so there are two major shackles in it.

As the saying goes, the eye is the window to the heart, and the first condition for the secret art of peeping into the heart is to look at each other, and the second is that in the face of people whose spiritual cultivation is not much different, they must use their spiritual flaws as the entrance to dive into the other party's inner world.

That monk is a genuine master of heaven and man, the master of heaven and man is respected as a martial arts master, his heart is mellow and flawless, and his spirit is as tough as iron, how can his inner world be seen by a person who has cultivated out of his body?

Could it be that he did it voluntarily? Yan Bei's thought flashed, and then he was denied by himself, and he didn't think that there was such kindness in the world, or ...... Such stupid people!

Now that I think about it, the other party's inner world is strong, but it is like a cracked eggshell, full of cracks, if it is really a master of heaven and man with a mellow heart, it only takes one thought to completely crush his strand of thoughts, so that his mind is the first to start, where can that trace of thought be completely retreated?

Yan Beili took a long breath, the essence in his eyes flashed, and a trace of breath was inadvertently revealed, and a few leaves on the top fell silently, tossing and swaying several times before falling into Yan Bieli's hand.

The five fingers slowly closed the cover, and Yan Bieli showed a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe...... An empty paper tiger, as long as I just put my mind to get through his first three axes, and with a little force, I can pierce it, but I will be fucking bluffed!"

Shaking his head regretfully, Yan Bieli spread out his palm, a few leaves on his palm were already yellow, as if they had been pulled out of life, Yan Bieli blew lightly, a few dead leaves trembled, and suddenly turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

"The eyes can deceive themselves, the ears deceive themselves, and even the intellect can deceive themselves, so I only trust my own perceptions. ”

The tall and thin young man looked faint, and his tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact.

"Looks like your instincts are pretty accurate. Yan parted with emotion, and then tilted his head and smiled: "Then what else does your intuition tell you?"

The tall and thin young man glanced at Yan Bieli deeply, and said in a deep voice: "My intuition also tells me that even if you weren't bluffed by the monk just now and stayed, you may not be able to do anything to them.

"What's more, the man in white beside him is also not to be underestimated, since he has appeared, it also proves that I was the leader before...... Xiao Dongting is dead!"

Yan Beili raised his eyebrows slightly, and groaned softly: "But the master of Lianyun Village...... Xiao Dongting?"

The tall and thin young man nodded, his face expressionless, without the slightest sadness of the old master's death.

Yan Beili lowered his eyes and suddenly asked, "Who is the woman you are chasing and killing in Lianyunzhai?"

The tall and thin young man replied truthfully: "Jiang Qingyue, the daughter of Jiang Dingsheng, the lord of Yunlan Mansion, is also the granddaughter of the current Holy Master and the former Taifu Jiang Hongtu!"

Jiang Qingyue?

This name, he is not familiar with, but he is not unfamiliar, it can be regarded as a little heard, I remember that in that seven-year dream, this Miss Jiang family, who was about to become the princess of King Ling, died at the hands of mountain bandits on the way home, and there was a lot of turmoil for this, a few months later, Jiang Dingsheng's second daughter Jiang Qingyu replaced Sister Nai, married the prince of King Ling, and became the princess of King Ling!

Now a person who should have died, but unexpectedly escaped death, and what changed all this was still his father-killing enemy, Mo Qingmad!

It's so much fun!

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and after a while, Yan Bieli turned his head to look at the tall and thin young man, and said solemnly: "I don't care what your name used to be, but since you choose to follow me now, then you have to break off with the past, and in the future, you will follow my surname, surnamed Yan, called Yan Lone Star!"

"Hmm!"

The tall and thin young man nodded, looking indispensable.

Yan Bili smiled and moved forward with his negative hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet two people first, two people who are both living and dead, and then go to a place, take a thing, and give you a chance to make a fortune, and finally go again......

”

"Purple River City!"